PRAYER BRINGS VICTORY
My
husband and I eagerly planned to visit Hyderabad for a workshop on marital
life. Our previous workshop marriage had been a game changer and we quite
looked forward to it. Our marriage had
transformed after the first workshop from an average marriage to a deeply
satisfying experience. There was much expectation because this workshop was to
help us with a deeper connect and greater level of intimacy.
When
you are headed to such a great game changing event purchasing railway tickets
and packing do not burden. It was just a part of the joy.
My
husband being a journalist told me that Cantonment was the nearest point from
where we could board the train considering that we stayed in Ulsoor and
Majestic was nearly 30 minutes by autorickshaw while Cantonment was a mere 15
minutes.
I
recall when we went to the follow up sessions after the first workshop on
marriage there would be sudden obstacles that would prevent us from
participating. It was like someone did not want our marriage to be more
intimate.
When
my husband and myself started we prayed for the autorickshaw that it might
ferry us safely and when going we expected some obstacle like a traffic jam
which was the reason we left early. We prayed that there be no traffic jam and
sure enough there was none. The ride was smooth and we reached Cantonment
station early, well within time. Surprise
the autorickshaw driver was a kind man and did not overcharge us. Great!
But
there was a nasty surprise waiting for us. When we asked someone where the train would
arrive they exclaimed that the Rajdhani Express does not stop here. We looked
at the time and there was less than 30minutes left to reach Majestic. It was
rush hour. Quickly we jumped into an autorickshaw and pleaded with the driver
that we had to rush to Majestic. After what seemed like an eternity the
autorickshaw drew near Majestic and we
were stuck in a signal. We calculated the time and there were just a few
minutes left. We paid the autorickshaw at the signal even as he waited for the
signal to turn green and started to run.
As
we ran on the road carrying our luggage, I reminded myself that I need to
exercise because I just couldn’t run
with my husband who outran me and went to the station and to my horror we had
missed each other. I took another route and he was not anywhere around. I just
kept going and ran to the train. What good would it be if I missed the train
and he managed to board it Pulling the chain was no option because it would mean punishment or fine for us. I just rushed to the train and there I found
it and boarded it. And what a great surprise was waiting for me. I found my
husband in the train. As we heaved a sigh of relief the train moved. It was one
of the sweetest train journeys of our life.
BY
Mrs. ARATHI
